Good tea

Spinning around from the window, Chance's eyes widen just a little, realizing that Destiny had heard his call. He would have been a bit peeved, had he not known that it was his own fault the call had not been completely private.

His mouth hangs open for a moment, not sure how to respond, and then he's offered tea. "Um... yeah... sure."

Sighing, he wanders to the kitchen behind Destiny, watching her for a moment as she prepares the tea. "Look, Destiny..." Coming up closer at her back, he looks over her shoulder, his voice lowering. "I didn't... I didn't mean I was unhappy with you. This just... isn't my thing. It isn't you though. I mean, at least you're smart and not out getting yourself into trouble. You're making my job pretty easy. Not to mention... you make good tea."


Five o'clock. Gage opens his eyes and blinks, smacking his dry lips. He felt like he'd been run over by a truck. Yawning, he looks at the clock and rubs a hand over his face. He should probably get up. Get something done before he had to leave again tonight and-

Wait... hadn't there been something else?

Frowning at his own mind's fogginess, he fumbles around for his phone and eventually dials Sapphire, still trying to wake up. "Hey, babe, um..." His voice was still hoarse from just waking up, but he had to talk to her before he accidentally forgot anything. "Were you... were you here earlier? Something about supper?"